More coherent thoughts about SFU
I don't know how I'm going to go back and watch the show without crying, now that I have all of what happened in my head. I basically cried entirely through episode 10, relaxed during episode 11, and then totally frigging lost it at the end of episode 12. Once Claire was saying goodbye to David and Ruth, I was a goner. (Most affecting moment in the montage for me: when older David saw young Keith again playing football. Hoo boy. That was it for me. And Rico was second, unexpectedly. However, Brenda essentially dying of boredom while talking to Billy made me smile.)
This article in particular captures the way I feel:
The series-ending montage-a six-minute sequence that tied all the show's loose ends into permanent knots-basically turned me into a hysterical Victorian woman: I collapsed on the couch in a near-swoon, sobbing and imagining my own death and the deaths of everyone I have ever known. (I watched it later with the commentary track and had pretty much the same reaction; then I heard a 30-second clip of the montage's background music, Sia's "Breathe Me," and my cheeks almost inverted from the pressure of trying not to cry.)
I'd like to talk about David Fisher for a second but I...I actually can't. My feelings run too deep. Amount I love Michael C. Hall now: Infinite x infinity.
I love the ways in which Nate's death was a foil for Nathaniel's. Instead of no one touching the dirt, they all got involved in the shoveling. Instead of no crying and big emotions, David started to sob. Instead of a shiny, closed casket, there was Nate in a shroud. It's really a beautiful symmetry, and even though I was shocked when they killed Nate (still am; it hasn't been that long!), it all fits so perfectly I can't imagine them doing it any other way.
I wanted to hug Brenda so badly. I'm so glad she and Ruth got over all of the history between them and are there for each other. (Oh, Ruth. Playing with your dogs. *sniff*) I have to admit that I was shocked they were Going There with Brenda and Billy - and then she woke up. Heh. That scene was intense.
I also can't believe Ted turned out to be awesome. That was SO not what I was expecting. Way to completely surprise me, show. However, I'm really really really glad Claire went off to New York at the end, and then met up with Ted later after she'd had time to do some living.
I'm glad Rico and Vanessa started their own (apparently successful!) mortuary. I love the changes Keith and David made to the house. Durrell and Anthony are super-adorable, and I don't know where SFU got all of their child actors but WELL DONE because they were, to a kid, fantastic. Maya was unbelievably cute.
I want to squish the whole family so much! Even Nate - except Brenda's version of Nate, who is a total douche. Being done with the show is hard, as people have said; I like how spectralbovine put it, that we have to let them go. We got to know these characters so well, and see how they ended, too. I'm so glad the show gave us that kind of closure, the sense that they had full, complete lives.
Augh, god, Fishers. ♥ ♥ ♥
*grasps for words* This doesn't really say everything I feel like I want to say, but it'll do for now.
This article in particular captures the way I feel:
The series-ending montage-a six-minute sequence that tied all the show's loose ends into permanent knots-basically turned me into a hysterical Victorian woman: I collapsed on the couch in a near-swoon, sobbing and imagining my own death and the deaths of everyone I have ever known. (I watched it later with the commentary track and had pretty much the same reaction; then I heard a 30-second clip of the montage's background music, Sia's "Breathe Me," and my cheeks almost inverted from the pressure of trying not to cry.)
I'd like to talk about David Fisher for a second but I...I actually can't. My feelings run too deep. Amount I love Michael C. Hall now: Infinite x infinity.
I love the ways in which Nate's death was a foil for Nathaniel's. Instead of no one touching the dirt, they all got involved in the shoveling. Instead of no crying and big emotions, David started to sob. Instead of a shiny, closed casket, there was Nate in a shroud. It's really a beautiful symmetry, and even though I was shocked when they killed Nate (still am; it hasn't been that long!), it all fits so perfectly I can't imagine them doing it any other way.
I wanted to hug Brenda so badly. I'm so glad she and Ruth got over all of the history between them and are there for each other. (Oh, Ruth. Playing with your dogs. *sniff*) I have to admit that I was shocked they were Going There with Brenda and Billy - and then she woke up. Heh. That scene was intense.
I also can't believe Ted turned out to be awesome. That was SO not what I was expecting. Way to completely surprise me, show. However, I'm really really really glad Claire went off to New York at the end, and then met up with Ted later after she'd had time to do some living.
I'm glad Rico and Vanessa started their own (apparently successful!) mortuary. I love the changes Keith and David made to the house. Durrell and Anthony are super-adorable, and I don't know where SFU got all of their child actors but WELL DONE because they were, to a kid, fantastic. Maya was unbelievably cute.
I want to squish the whole family so much! Even Nate - except Brenda's version of Nate, who is a total douche. Being done with the show is hard, as people have said; I like how spectralbovine put it, that we have to let them go. We got to know these characters so well, and see how they ended, too. I'm so glad the show gave us that kind of closure, the sense that they had full, complete lives.
Augh, god, Fishers. ♥ ♥ ♥
*grasps for words* This doesn't really say everything I feel like I want to say, but it'll do for now.